Larry, Larry, Larry

This week was dentist week.  Beloved by two children, hated by the other.

Patrice loves it because you get a toy at the end.  She chose this one little tiny stuffed animal.  An alien with one eye.

Larry is missing (already).

Patrice is now running around the house singing his favorite song–“Larry, Larry, Larry.  I wish you would come back to me.  Larry, Larry, Larry.”

And Caitlyn is making missing posters of him.

“Larry, Larry, Larry.  I wish you could come back to me.  Larry, Larry, Larry.”

Survive til you Thrive!

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